Hornshire

Unless life didn't give you sugar, then I guess just eat the lemons and try not to cry too much." - a blurb from Existential Comics.

Has an appreciably realistic perspective.

You're gonna need about five more zeroes on that figure before We'd even begin to consider being complicit in subjecting some poor soul to the shit show that is your life.

Totes.

More than it needs to be.

Be, authentically. Minimize suffering. We feel also there is a vague duty to succeed, though We find it difficult to justify without having it coincide with the other two.

Artsy puzzle, sort of like Journey thematically, but not at all like it gameplay, as it is utterly lacking in story and the repetitive levels veer more on the tedious side rather than interesting.

Twelve between Us and Our youngest brother.

Couldn't get any consistency going. Case in point, Our best run of 30k was sandwiched between two that were both less than 6k. Oh well. Filthy casual for life. But on the plus side, We know what's gonna be stuck in Our head for the next week.

Poptarts only for breakfast is valid, so long as breakfast is not restricted to AM hours.

Question: Are you actually opposed to downvotes outside of DF, or is that merely a stipulation in order to make the proposal more palatable to the board members in possession of a more frail constitution?

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Because you employ sloppy, unmeaningful definitions for your words that have little to no correlation with reality.

Whelp. Time to burn that place down.

Have We ever made one that did?

Misnomers abound in issues that are very much conceptual.

Perhaps you "don't see" them out of pure convenience, because then you can indulge in these fantasies without any empirical test, since doing so would completely invalidate them. Or perhaps your reputation precedes you, and girls actually won't attend a theatre in your vicinity unaccompanied.

Dude. We said things that haven't died yet. GTFO with your Hawking shit.

Depends on your vantage point, We suppose. This seems pretty level with baseline, from where We're standing. Besides, We're way more interesting when We're at low points.

Arch your head back, and if you're lucky...

There is certain ground We are tolerant, if not comfortable, retreading. Others... not so much. So despite your honest intentions and the atypical cause, We must relegate this too to the sizable list of Sponges' posts wherein We appreciate the effort far more than the actual substance.

We think maybe you should try Slobodkina. Seems more your speed.

Cycle. Circle, if you prefer. Lions tend to. A child is born. A rock makes it way around the sun. Rinse, repeat. It's an odd feeling, for so much movement to cover so little distance; it calls into question whether the cage exists to keep things out, or to keep them in. Locks change. People get older. Paths diverge, but the difference is all in your head. All directions head towards The End. Hypothetically, there is now one additional light waiting, baiting breath, to be put out. The wish remains the same though. It's still in your head.

If they always do, why would you feel the need to clarify that this time wouldn't be any different?